This Is Our Day

Happy anniversary, my beautiful Daniel!  You are and continue to be everything to me.  14 years ago today, I devoted my life and my love to you.  It was 1997.  You were 20.  I was 21.  We lived in Newhall. We had one car between us.  You rode your bike.  I worked for World Savings Bank.  You worked for Louise's Trattoria and the Master's College bookstore.  My gracious mother paid for everything that day.  She and my stepfather gave us a party fit for a king.  It was warm on August 2, 1997, but not too hot.  Especially for the valley.  You were stunning.  You still are.  I remember our photographer saying that you were the most handsome groom she had ever photographed.  You took my breath away when you sang to me.  Hearing your voice and watching you play guitar in front of hundreds of people almost stopped my heart.  I tried so hard to keep it together.  I was happy that after 3 1/2 years of saying good-bye at night, we never had to do it again.  I will always remember driving away from our reception at midnight in Mom's convertible Miata with my long veil blowing in the wind.  What a day!  We did it!  And tomorrow, we had to come back and do it all over again for Tim and Michelle's wedding.  You were one HOT groomsman.  I was one HAPPY bridesmaid.  Two weddings, one weekend.  Then, your birthday on Monday morning.  Whew!  WHAT A CELEBRATION!!

I love you, Dan.  I love everything about you.  I love who you've become.  I love the man God has created you to be.  I love that we share the same purposeful vision for our time here on earth.  It's us, the boys, and then everything else.  Happy anniversary, my love!